Hollow
Broken Little Pieces Series
by Ava Conway
Genre – New Adult Romance
Publication Date – August 11, 2014
Length (Pages/# Words) – 90,000 Words
Publister – Pocket Star (Simon & Shuster)
SYNOPSIS
Girl, Interrupted meets Beautiful Disaster in this
thrilling and sexy debut novel, in which a college student learns her perfect
life is a lie and finds new love where she least expects it—a mental
institution.
Freaks, misfits and psychopaths. Those are the kinds of
people found at Newton Heights Psychiatric Hospital, and high-society girl Lucy
White’s new home.
Freaks, misfits and Jayden McCray. Jayden has his own
set of rules for life at Newton Heights, and in this contradictory guy Lucy
finds a way to live with the events that left her cheating boyfriend and best
friend dead and Lucy in the middle of the investigation into their demise.
The problem? Jayden makes her want things she’s not
supposed to have, blurring the lines between fantasy and reality and making
Lucy feel more at home in Newton Heights than she ever did at home. But this
isn’t how her life is supposed to be.
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Excerpt
"You planned
this," I said.
Jayden looked up
from his case. "I plan everything."
"You had
Flynn create a distraction."
He grinned and
looked down at the croquet balls. "What color do you want to be?"
"What did
you slip that security guard?"
"Did anyone
ever tell you that you worry too much? Yellow would work, I think." He
straightened and held the canary-yellow ball out toward me. "It's a
bright, cheery color, and I’m in a celebratory mood."
I looked at the
ball, then at him, trying to process everything that had happened. "We are
going to get in so much trouble."
He twisted his
lips into a half-smile. "My little worrier. If you keep dwelling on the
future, you'll have no time to enjoy the present.” He inched the croquet ball
closer. "Take it."
I hesitated, then
grabbed the ball from his hand. "In the interest of full disclosure, I
should tell you that I'm pretty good."
Jayden took the
red ball and grinned. "Like I said, you haven't played with me."
It didn't take
long for me to realize that Jayden wasn't lying. He was not only good but also
a master at distraction. He would jump from topic to topic as I aimed my shot,
timing his questions so that I'd hit the ball too hard or soft and miss the
target.
"You're
cheating," I accused him after he won the first game.
He waved his
hands to the sides in mock surrender. "How?"
I opened my mouth
and shut it again. The truth was that he wasn't breaking the rules, just
bending them. I glanced at the last rays of sun as they settled over the
horizon and considered my options. Well, if he could bend the rules, then I
guess I could, too.
I was a quick
learner. With practice in the timing of my random questions and comments, I was
able to rattle Jayden’s confidence. I had to admit that it was fun getting him
all riled up. Throughout the second game we were neck and neck. I remembered
the Ping-Pong tournament and felt a little sorry that our only audience were
the crickets, fireflies and other night life that had come out to play. If the
psych ward liked Flynn’s banter with Jayden, then they would have loved the
one-liners we hurled at each other.
Finally, it was
time for Jayden to take his last turn. If he hit the stake, he'd win. If he
missed, then I'd win.
I was determined
to win.
I positioned
myself next to a large bush behind the final stake and waited until he started
to aim.
"Don't think
you can distract me with questions this time," he said as he lined up his
shot. "I'm totally focused."
"Oh
yeah?" My mind raced. This was do or die. I had to do something big or I
was going to lose. Suddenly, I felt something land on my neck. "Oh my God,
Jayden. Something's on me." It was a bug, a big bug, with legs.
"Not
working." Jayden pulled his mallet back for the stroke.
"No,
seriously." I began to fidget. The creepy-crawly wiggled under the collar
of my shirt and was making some sort of chirping noise. Its prickly legs dug
into my skin, making me want to itch. I dropped my mallet and clawed at my
clothes, trying to find whatever the hell was crawling over my skin.
"Shit, it's in my bra!" I shrieked and tore off my shirt and bra,
then slapped at my skin. A cricket jumped off my chest and landed in the grass.
Jayden glanced up
and widened his eyes at the spectacle I was making. He straightened, causing
his mallet to tap the ball. It rolled forward the length of his foot.
With the cricket
gone, my heartbeat quieted, and I turned back to the game. "I won!" I
said, pointing at his ball. "That counts as a stroke. I won." I
couldn't believe it.
Jayden didn’t
bother looking at the game. “Good job.” His gaze became more heated and hungry
by the second. It was then, in that moment, that I realized my breasts were
completely naked. I had exposed myself to him.
I yelped and
grabbed my clothes. I kept my gaze averted from his and started babbling to
cover up my embarrassment.
"I'm sorry,
I didn't mean to do that. A cricket crawled down my shirt, and those legs were
gross, not to mention those wings . . . I probably shouldn't have been standing
so close to that bush."
Once I had my bra
and shirt in place, I risked a glance at him. Our gazes met, and my entire body
heated with awareness. The air around us crackled with energy as I dragged my
gaze down his body and saw that he liked the little distraction I had provided.
He liked it a lot.
I decided that I
liked his reaction to my half-naked body. It had been a long time since I had
felt desirable, but here, under the moonlight and Jayden’s hungry gaze, I felt
like a goddess.
A slow, seductive
grin spread over Jayden's lips. "Now, that was impressive."
"Jayden,
I—"
Jayden cleared
his throat and picked up his croquet ball, breaking the spell. "I thought
I played dirty, but man . . . that was epic." He chuckled and swung his
mallet over his shoulder. "You're right. You win. You absolutely deserve
the win."
Excerpt
"You planned
this," I said.
Jayden looked up
from his case. "I plan everything."
"You had
Flynn create a distraction."
He grinned and
looked down at the croquet balls. "What color do you want to be?"
"What did
you slip that security guard?"
"Did anyone
ever tell you that you worry too much? Yellow would work, I think." He
straightened and held the canary-yellow ball out toward me. "It's a
bright, cheery color, and I’m in a celebratory mood."
I looked at the
ball, then at him, trying to process everything that had happened. "We are
going to get in so much trouble."
He twisted his
lips into a half-smile. "My little worrier. If you keep dwelling on the
future, you'll have no time to enjoy the present.” He inched the croquet ball
closer. "Take it."
I hesitated, then
grabbed the ball from his hand. "In the interest of full disclosure, I
should tell you that I'm pretty good."
Jayden took the
red ball and grinned. "Like I said, you haven't played with me."
It didn't take
long for me to realize that Jayden wasn't lying. He was not only good but also
a master at distraction. He would jump from topic to topic as I aimed my shot,
timing his questions so that I'd hit the ball too hard or soft and miss the
target.
"You're
cheating," I accused him after he won the first game.
He waved his
hands to the sides in mock surrender. "How?"
I opened my mouth
and shut it again. The truth was that he wasn't breaking the rules, just
bending them. I glanced at the last rays of sun as they settled over the
horizon and considered my options. Well, if he could bend the rules, then I
guess I could, too.
I was a quick
learner. With practice in the timing of my random questions and comments, I was
able to rattle Jayden’s confidence. I had to admit that it was fun getting him
all riled up. Throughout the second game we were neck and neck. I remembered
the Ping-Pong tournament and felt a little sorry that our only audience were
the crickets, fireflies and other night life that had come out to play. If the
psych ward liked Flynn’s banter with Jayden, then they would have loved the
one-liners we hurled at each other.
Finally, it was
time for Jayden to take his last turn. If he hit the stake, he'd win. If he
missed, then I'd win.
I was determined
to win.
I positioned
myself next to a large bush behind the final stake and waited until he started
to aim.
"Don't think
you can distract me with questions this time," he said as he lined up his
shot. "I'm totally focused."
"Oh
yeah?" My mind raced. This was do or die. I had to do something big or I
was going to lose. Suddenly, I felt something land on my neck. "Oh my God,
Jayden. Something's on me." It was a bug, a big bug, with legs.
"Not
working." Jayden pulled his mallet back for the stroke.
"No,
seriously." I began to fidget. The creepy-crawly wiggled under the collar
of my shirt and was making some sort of chirping noise. Its prickly legs dug
into my skin, making me want to itch. I dropped my mallet and clawed at my
clothes, trying to find whatever the hell was crawling over my skin.
"Shit, it's in my bra!" I shrieked and tore off my shirt and bra,
then slapped at my skin. A cricket jumped off my chest and landed in the grass.
Jayden glanced up
and widened his eyes at the spectacle I was making. He straightened, causing
his mallet to tap the ball. It rolled forward the length of his foot.
With the cricket
gone, my heartbeat quieted, and I turned back to the game. "I won!" I
said, pointing at his ball. "That counts as a stroke. I won." I
couldn't believe it.
Jayden didn’t
bother looking at the game. “Good job.” His gaze became more heated and hungry
by the second. It was then, in that moment, that I realized my breasts were
completely naked. I had exposed myself to him.
I yelped and
grabbed my clothes. I kept my gaze averted from his and started babbling to
cover up my embarrassment.
"I'm sorry,
I didn't mean to do that. A cricket crawled down my shirt, and those legs were
gross, not to mention those wings . . . I probably shouldn't have been standing
so close to that bush."
Once I had my bra
and shirt in place, I risked a glance at him. Our gazes met, and my entire body
heated with awareness. The air around us crackled with energy as I dragged my
gaze down his body and saw that he liked the little distraction I had provided.
He liked it a lot.
I decided that I
liked his reaction to my half-naked body. It had been a long time since I had
felt desirable, but here, under the moonlight and Jayden’s hungry gaze, I felt
like a goddess.
A slow, seductive
grin spread over Jayden's lips. "Now, that was impressive."
"Jayden,
I—"
Jayden cleared
his throat and picked up his croquet ball, breaking the spell. "I thought
I played dirty, but man . . . that was epic." He chuckled and swung his
mallet over his shoulder. "You're right. You win. You absolutely deserve
the win."
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